Driving to the Claddagh my phone rings and it is the Codfather yelling at me for being late. Once at the Claddagh I realized I forgot my big G singlet!!! Now I know why I was voted the Gooniest Goon for 2009.

Piled into Showtime’s machine and off we went to Nashua. Showtime displayed his Goon talents by taking the Lowell Connector instead of Route 3. Looks like he could be next years Gooniest Goon. 

 

We arrived in Nashua and met up with 2009 MVG Hill Checker and 2009 MVG Goatie along with many other Goons. We all gathered in a pack and made our way very slowly to the Y skidding and slipping on the ice. 

 

Sonic Boom was running the first leg. Last time I ran with SB she handed off to me from the back seat of a police car. Yes, SB broke a bone running and I was hoping that she could at least get through one race without ending up at the hospital or flat out on the race course! 

 

Sonic smoked the first leg (with no injuries or accidents) and the handoff was to Showtime. After Showtime took off we packed ourselves into the car and drove to the third exchange. As we were driving, we did not see Showtime for a while and finally came upon him. He was moving fast

and we needed to get Mr. Gambino to the next exchange fast for him to warm up.

 

In comes Showtime and hands off to Mr. Gambino. Showtime was puking and left nothing on the course except some crap he ate. We told Showtime we had no time for getting sick because we needed to get to the fourth

exchange. We knew Mr. Gambino was going to be fast.

 

Showtime took charge and drove to the fourth exchange. No actually he raced to the fourth exchange passing cars on double yellow lines because we were not going to make it to the exchange in time because Mr. Gambino was cranking! We finally passed Mr. Gambino along with many other cars and pushed Codfather out the door to warm up.

 

Cod didn’t have much time to warm up because Mr. Gambino crushed the third leg. The handoff was to Cod. 

 

Driving to the final exchange we passed Codfather who was milking it talking with another runner. That didn’t last long after Mr. Gambino blasted him from the car for dogging it. It was a beautiful thing listening to Mr. Gambino yelling at the Codfather.

 

We drove a few miles and pulled off the side of the road so that we could give Codfather some water. When we had the Codfather in site he was a different runner. He was totally focused, possessed and there were sparks flaring out of his fins and running shoes. Cod was pissed and took no prisoners. Looks like Mr. Gambino knows how to get to the Codfather. 

 

When we got to the final exchange I had to borrow Showtime’s singlet. I got changed and had a slight warm up because I knew the possessed Codfather would be arriving shortly. In comes the Cod and out goes the Doc:-/. First mile went ok . The second mile had a fairly good hill but then there was a nice screaming downhill and flat into the city. I was pushing with everything I had and during the last ¼ mile I was puking, running, puking and then trying not to puke again. I think my puking worked because I passed a runner on the final stretch gagging and I think it grossed her out. Run until you puke is my motto! Finally pushed over the finish with our team at 3:04:31.

 

The Goons gathered in a pack at the Claddagh enjoying each others company, stories and beers. There was much to celebrate because this was the Goon Squad’s first ever Mill City. What made it even more special is that the Squad took home three bricks. 1st Male Open, 2nd Masters Coed and my team, AARP Goons actually took 3rd Senior Coed. Wow, what a day!

 

On behalf of the Squad I want to thank Mill City for allowing us to run and also the Goon volunteers Pusher and Cougar. Mill City did a great job and all the Goons had a blast. We will be back next year!

 

I received an email a week after Mill City from Showtime. He said after several washings his Big “G” singlet still stinks. Life is good…Doc D:-/